09.05.2012 - 01.06.2012
So yesterday we left El Porvenir forever! What an amazing experience, changed my life, changed me as a person and it just felt so good to give back to the community y`know! No. Volunteering for those reasons would be selfish, and of course volunteering hasn`t made me into a smug git. I did have a great time though, made some good friends and got to live by the beach for four months. But really I did it for the kids - they were amazing and as much as they frustrated me by their refusal to learn any English, saying goodbye was sad. The last couple of weeks teaching were really fun and improved by fresh volunteers starting to arrive who injected some new energy into the various programs. On my last day we had a big party with all the kids which mainly involved them jumping on me, me carrying them around and then me getting soaked by water balloons. I really hope these kids continue to go to class as some of them are learning English and even if they don`t its still a good experience for them to be around people from different cultures, and to give them something to do instead of having to collect trash for their parents to sell. I really hope it makes a lasting impression on some of them and they were a little bit helped or inspired to continue with education and get to high school where they will at least hopefully find themselves ahead in English class.
On our last weekend it was carnival! in la cieba. It was epic. On the the thusday we went to the agricultural show, although we failed to see any animals. This included such highlights as a ferris wheel made out of a tractor and huge beers for a quid. On the saturday we went to carnival proper in the centre. All afternoond for about 6 hours there was the procession, which was by far the longest I had ever seen. I think mainly because it was so slow what with the people selling stuff, throwing stuff out of lorries and the fact there were no barriers, police or any kind of organisation. Just like the rest of Honduras. There were several hundred dancing horses, motorbikes and tuned up hondas. Then the floats, including such as the lard float the cocacola float and of course the several dozen army floats, complete with machine guns, bandanas and dancing girls. Violence has never looked so cool... There were also all the rest: mayans, garifunas, Egyptians(?), politicians, farmers, businesses and more likely than not the drug lords. Oh well, they all threw us shiny necklaces so we had a good time. After the procession we strolled around and got some food and tried not to get robbed. We failed, as a bout half of all the volunteers lost something ranging from a pack of ciggaretes to a ful wallet with cash and credit cards. I managed to lose 80 lempira, about 3 pounds so not too bad. There were so many pick pockets it was so easy to spot, but they still got us. I must have stopped about five or six attempts before I finally succummed. What was sad was that uit was often little kids being forcewd to do it by their parents. After this we went and watched the band, and forced to dance with crazy locals, who felt sure we could dance like them if we just tried it. White people can`t dance like Latinos. But we danced for a few a hours anyway and had some fun.
So our time ended with a bang. On friday and monday we went out for dinner with everyone which was nice. Then we said our goodbyes on tueday morning and we are now in Copan about to go see the Mayan ruins. To all the volunteers reading this; good luck and try not to miss us too much. Thankyou to everyone in Porvenir for making our experience. Laters. To everyone at home; we don`t know where we are going next but miss you guys lots of love xx